Friday 55 Flash Fiction #218 Urgent.....

Jumping in the car he sped off.

Time was of the essence, Helen needed him.

He'd always been a careful driver but urgency made him reckless.

Oblivious of the red light, he heard the siren.

"Have you been drinking Sir?  Breathe into the machine please".

He'd forgotten about his liquid lunch, until the policeman spoke.

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Change of plan......

We really wanted to see the new British Museum Exhibition: Life and death in Pompeii and Herculaneum, so we booked a trip to London for June, Friday to Sunday, which included transport and two nights B&B in the Hilton Hotel on Canary Wharf, then got online and booked tickets to see the exhibiton on the Friday afternoon that we arrive in London.  

Imagine how disappointed we were last Monday to receive a letter from the coach company saying due to lack of interest they were having to cancel the trip!    As we had already booked tickets for the exhibition we decided to arrange transport and accommodation ourselves.    MWM checked online and found First Class  return rail tickets on the Thursday for £76 each, which will include lunch and drinky poos on the way down, and I found a small hotel in Bayswater, with great customer reviews, offering B&B at a reasonable rate, so for approx £150 more than the original trip we have an extra day in London travelling First Class.    

We also wanted to see The Jersey Boys at Prince Edward Theatre whilst we we're in London and I looked for tickets for the Saturday evening; the cheapest tickets I could find were in the Grand Circle and priced at £48 each,  but as we we're now going a day earlier I looked for tickets for the Thursday evening and found a great deal - two Grand Circle seats including a two course meal at a nearby restaurant, Grace Bar, for £45 each! 

Besides seeing the British Museum exhibition we also have plans to do a tour of Shakespeare's Globe Theatre,  see St Paul's Cathedral, a trip up The Shard (maybe) and, if weather permits, we may also visit Kew Gardens.   

Everything organised now, we just need the weather to be kind to us, keep your fingers crossed for 13th - 16th June 2013 please. 

Friday 55 Flash Fiction #217 Moving again...

I don't want to move again.

Every flaming year you insist I move.

I like it here, I'm comfortable and I've done well, leave me be!

Only a couple of months ago you said I was 'blooming'!

"You'll do much better over there by the greenhouse next year" 

said the gardener to the rose bush. 

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Ponderisms.....

These, received in an email, made me ponder.....

I used to eat a lot of natural foods, until I learned that most people die from natural causes.


There are two kinds of pedestrians – the quick and the dead.


Life is sexually transmitted.


Healthy is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
 
The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.
 
Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.
 
Have you noticed since everyone has a cell phone these days no one talks about seeing UFOs like they used to?
 
Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.
 
All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.
In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.
 
How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
 
Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, 'I think I'll squeeze these dangly things and drink whatever comes out'? Hmmmmm, How about eggs ? . . .
 
If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?
 
Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?
 
If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?


Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?


 
Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?
 
Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?

Friday 55 Flash Fiction #216 Hiding Place......

"I'll hide them in the plantpots" she thought "they will be safe in there."

She quickly planted the first one, carefully covering it with the soil

Repeating the sequence she secreted a second, third and fourth in different pots.

"Now I just have to remember where I've hidden them when winter arrives" thought the squirrel.

Friday 55 Flash Fiction is brought to you by G-man (Mr Knowitall). The idea is you write a story in exactly 55 words. If you want to take part pop over and let G-man know when you've posted your 55.